38 years of past events

Many years have passed since that war, just as it has been more than twenty years since I left the soil of England.

Hogsmeade Village has been newly built, Grimmauld Square has been demolished, and even Hogwarts is said to have added new elements when it was rebuilt. The old stereotypes have been abandoned for many years.

Some people recorded it in the annals of history, and some people wrote books and biographies. That war was remembered while forgetting, and was forgotten while remembering.Just as no one will mention it, but no one will forget it.

According to Alecto, I was in a coma for two whole months. When I woke up, it happened to be the day Harry was discharged from St. Munger's hospital. That big explosion took the Death Eaters along with it, and everything.

But I don't believe it, because I witnessed the end of that war. I know that my father will not be defeated by Harry, but he still left and disappeared from this world. Sadly, I couldn't help it at that time. Find out the real answer, except for the father, no one else in this world knows.

It was the first morning in autumn when I received my first letter from England in Siberia.Its arrival made me feel a little heavy inexplicably.

Dear Mr. Hicknessy:

Allow me to call you that.Of course, from hearing you changed that name, I knew we were off to a good start.

First of all, when you decided to open this letter, I am finally glad that we have let go of the past for many years at this moment, and those dead lives and long-sleeping souls will finally be rested in peace.

For 20 years, I repeatedly woke up in a dream.I fantasize about going back to those years when there were no wars, only Trojan horses and waterwheels, those times when there were no killings, but only playing over the wall.However, whenever I look back at the Gryffindor sword behind me, I always feel a kind of sad fear.Although the goblins have reforged it, it can no longer give me courage, as I should have known from the moment I killed Miss Malfoy.

My body cannot stand the trial of Azkaban, but my soul suffers in agony.

Forgive me this apology is 20 years late, forgive me this letter is 20 years late.In the past 20 years, I hesitated and hesitated repeatedly.

However, I know that I have to say it.

On that rainy night, I committed such an unforgivable mistake with all my youthful impulse and all my resentment.I still remember that girl forgiving everything in the world with a pair of tolerant eyes. At the moment when I thought my life was about to end, she held your hand that raised your wand.

From that moment on, I began to understand that hatred is not everything in this world.I forgive you, forgive your father, forgive them for hurting my parents, as I sincerely ask you to forgive me at this moment.

come back!Thicknesses, I prefer to call you by your current name than in the past, because it represents a new beginning, the bad past that we all want to leave behind.

Although you may never know it, during my year at Hogwarts, I also admired you as deeply as Harry, the only Slytherin senior.

come back!I look forward to the day when our hearts will no longer fluctuate, and we can face the past 20 years peacefully and smile.

I know you will do it.Just like the year I asked you if you understood Miss Malfoy, now I am willing to believe that you really understand everything.

In the end, I would like to return this thing to you. I found it in the ruins of the castle. I have not told anyone about it, nor have I tried to guess it, but I know that there are some things that you will know how to choose.

Finally look forward to your return.

Sincerely, Neville Longbottom, Professor of Potions, Hogwarts

As the letter was closed, there was another letter of employment as a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher signed by Headmaster Minerva McGonagall, and the Slytherin locket slid out of it and fell to the ground with a loud "click", 20 years later, it still shines brightly like yesterday.

I picked it up from the ground in disbelief, and the moment my fingertips touched it, it emitted a dazzling light, as if the long-standing memory was unsealed.

He is waiting for me!It turns out that he has been waiting for me for the past 20 years!

Those dazzling rays of light gradually turned into a strand of silver, and they passed through my eyes and entered my brain.As a result, all the truths that are missing in life emerge at this moment.

Collapsed castles, split squares, where I died peacefully.

My father held my hand. I don't know whose wand he waved at this moment, and the broken locket flew out of the ruins and fell into his hand.

The brokenness of the soul caused the voice of pain to come from within.

"Okay, it's over, you see, but..." He picked up the locket and muttered, and then turned his head to look at me with such a sad and heavy look that I have never seen in his eyes in my life. But at that moment, he really did it, "Okay, now it's time to save our son, I know you will be willing to do it too, right?"

His wounds were still bleeding, and his energy was running low, but he raised his wand, it was such a simple spell, and at that moment, it seemed that he had exhausted all his strength, more than when he faced Harry. pain.

As the spell came out, I saw the gentle white light again, only this time, it was a magic more terrifying than death. Those lights wrapped the two broken souls in the locket, and then it began Gradually devouring the other, there was a painful roar, accompanied by the struggling expression on the father's face, when finally, when the soul repair was completely completed, the locket fell from the father's hand, with a "click" It's like the end of life.

The last Horcrux died, and he - left this world.

This is the truth!

I clenched the locket in my hand, and my soul trembled uncontrollably. I thought I had forgotten everything, the war, my father, and Daisy. In the 20 years in Siberia, I never took a step. , I gave up killing, bloodthirsty, like a dying old man, waiting for the arrangement of fate.However, at this moment, I know that in fact, I have not forgotten anything, and I have not let go of anything. That stubborn self-esteem forced me to abandon everything and go into the remote wilderness to escape those cruel facts. However, 20 years have passed.

I sank myself into the soft chair behind me and covered my face with the 20-year grievance letter, hiding all the sadness.

The author has something to say:

Well, this is the ending, this is the truth, Lao Fu is still dead, he used his own life, his own soul in the locket to mend the soul of the little basket, he once thought that eternal life was his ultimate goal, However, when everything was over, he realized that he loved his son more than that.What this article wants to express is actually what kind of person Lao Fu would become if he had a son.In this article, no matter what happens, one thing is beyond doubt, that is, Lao Fu really loves Xiaolan, Xiaolan also really loves Lao Fu, and they are willing to pledge their lives for each other.Father's love should be deep and silent.